Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 558: Chapter 558: A Moment

Hearing Song Yuting say that he wanted to get her drunk, Xu Xiangbei bitterly smiled in his heart. She guessed right. To say he didn’t have such a thought would be impossible; any man would have such indecent thoughts.

Xu Xiangbei vehemently denied: "NO, I’m not that kind of person. Just like that night four years ago, put your mind at ease."

While Xu Xiangbei drank, he listened to Song Yuting tell stories. A bottle of champagne was quickly finished.

Xu Xiangbei was right; champagne has a low alcohol content, not as strong as whiskey and other foreign spirits, and even less than wine.

But he forgot that he drank a lot of beer and wine at Feida KTV. Drinking these alone was nothing, but when mixed, the aftermath was irresistible.

Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei felt drunk, intoxicated by the fragrance from Song Yuting. He quietly turned his face, gazing at Song Yuting’s rosy and beautiful face.

Her face was clear and bright, tender like a baby’s skin, her smile as charming and pure as ever.

She was wrapped in a blanket, but the thin blanket could not hide her slender and alluring figure.

A long neck, prominent collarbones, a delicate and refined body like jade, unwittingly, Xu Xiangbei felt a surge of desire rushing to his mind.

Song Yuting laughed at something funny: "Xiao Qing is really such a big fool..."

Suddenly, a warm and intoxicating breath arrived, it was Xu Xiangbei’s breathing, right on her face. She was breathless, her face turned pale.

She clearly understood in her heart, her slender white fingers instinctively grasped the bedsheet tightly.

Her heart was racing, her reason was struggling, but her body gave up resistance and even began to surrender.

A pair of soft and warm lips pressed against hers, reason was immediately engulfed by the burning passion from deep within.

It was an emotion repressed for four years, bursting forth and overwhelming reason, surging uncontrollably.

The next morning, the morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, shining on Xu Xiangbei’s face.

Xu Xiangbei felt a slight headache; the last bottle of champagne last night surprisingly got him drunk. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Song Yuting beside him.

Song Yuting had a blissful smile at the corners of her mouth, with long, jet-black hair that emitted a faint fragrance. Because her eyes were bandaged, it was uncertain whether she was awake or asleep, like a quiet little cat.

He remembered chatting with Song Yuting last night, and somehow, they ended up squeezed under the same blanket.

He jumped up from the bed, quickly put on his clothes, and behind him came Song Yuting’s weak voice: "Could you pass me my underwear? I don’t know where you threw it."

Picking up Song Yuting’s underwear from the carpet, Xu Xiangbei was a little uneasy, awkwardly smiling: "Let’s go have breakfast first, then I’ll take you to the hospital to check your eyes. The doctor said if there’s no infection, the eyes won’t need bandaging anymore."

Song Yuting was surprisingly calm, with a faint smile on her lips: "Okay."

Looking at the quiet Song Yuting, Xu Xiangbei bit his lip, wanting to say something: "Last night, about last night, it was because..."

Knowing what Xu Xiangbei wanted to explain, Song Yuting turned her head to interrupt him, still with that faint smile on her face: "Could you step out? I need to get dressed."

Xu Xiangbei was left speechless, wondering why she was being so serious about getting dressed when he’d already seen everything.

Thinking this, he still exited the bedroom, but didn’t go far. Standing outside the bedroom door, he reminded: "Your dress is on the nightstand."

Song Yuting got dressed and came out of the bedroom. Xu Xiangbei glanced into the room: "Did you leave anything behind? I’m going to check out of the room."

Inadvertently, he saw a startling red mark on the white sheet, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow.

Song Yuting smiled faintly: "I have everything with me. I need to use the bathroom first."

Reaching out to find the bathroom doorknob, with a slight frown, she found Xu Xiangbei’s warm hand instead.

"Let me help you."

He opened the door for her, and Song Yuting tried hard to maintain her smile, but her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she was unsteady on her feet.

Xu Xiangbei gently held Song Yuting’s hand, his voice incredibly gentle: "I’ll help you in."

Brushing aside the hair on her forehead and tucking it behind her ear, Song Yuting bit her lip, her smile turning sad: "No need, I can manage."

Xu Xiangbei waited outside the bathroom, smoked a cigarette, and the faint smoke swirled before his eyes, filling his heart with a trace of melancholy.

Half an hour later, Song Yuting emerged from the bathroom: "Do you need to use the bathroom?"

"No, I’ll take you to have breakfast."

After breakfast, Xu Xiangbei drove Song Yuting to the hospital. After removing the bandages, looking at the colorful flowers in the hospital garden, Song Yuting smiled happily.

Maybe it was because since last night till now, although Song Yuting had removed the bandages and could see the road, she still lightly held onto Xu Xiangbei’s arm.

Even though Song Yuting’s brows sometimes furrowed slightly, her face maintained a gentle smile. Xu Xiangbei couldn’t figure out whether it was genuine or forced.

After leaving the hospital, Xu Xiangbei drove Song Yuting back to school. They remained silent, and Xu Xiangbei, usually good at joking with beautiful women, didn’t know what to say, fearing any words might upset Song Yuting.

He hadn’t expected Song Yuting to still be a virgin, and the bright red mark on the bed made him feel somewhat guilty about her.

Sunlight shone through the car windows onto them, and the car radio played a melodious song. The song seemed to melt them, and they just listened to the music in silence.

Finally, Song Yuting broke the silence, a faint smile on her face, though her eyes brimmed with tears: "Yesterday was the happiest day for me. It feels like we’re together again."

Xu Xiangbei gazed at Song Yuting in surprise. After removing the bandages, her eyes were especially bright like stars beyond the sky. Her smile remained so radiant, and the faint tears made her eyes look pitiful, even more moving.

Considering the meaning of Song Yuting’s words, Xu Xiangbei understood she wanted to start over with him. A trace of guilt lingered in his heart: "Actually, the past is the past. We are no longer who we were, just like the song says. In those fleeting years, we lost not just our love but also our youth."